I Am The Luna

Chapter 55

A Strong Woman

SEBASTIAN. I watch her as she sits there; her plunging neckline enticing me but the concern and worry I feel for her outweigh my desires – wanting to take away all her worries. Those men were there to make an example of me, but I turned out far stronger than they anticipated. Idiots.

But I also can’t deny that they managed to do damage. My entire body is in a lot of pain, and I can barely sit up. They wanted me dead, and I’m certain they left me to bleed to death…

I don’t know how I made it, but I’m glad I did. “We will handle this, don’t worry,” I say quietly. She looks down, her heart pumping fast. She’s trying to control her emotions and feelings just like she always used to, but she’s failing.

That’s why she is in here… I remember in the past when she had a lot going on, she would come to me if I was working late. She wouldn’t bother me. She’d simply come and curl up beside me as I worked.

She never demanded attention, never wanted to bother me, but I wish she did… I took advantage of her silence and strength. I never thought to push her and make her tell me, thinking if it was important, she’d tell me herself. Instead, I would simply comfort her, but I lacked in many ways…

I never tried to ease her burden, but I won’t make that mistake again, not anymore… it was our silence and miscommunication that made matters worse.

“You don’t need to hide what you feel from me, Little Fox,” I say quietly, reaching for her. I grit my teeth as pain shoots up my arm and my neck, but I manage to touch her chin, my body screaming in pain that I refuse to succumb to, as I take hold of it gently.

I’m unable to force her to look at me. I can barely keep upright, but she looks up anyway. Her gorgeous amethyst eyes are full of so many emotions and she’s struggling with them.

She grips my wrist providing some relief and cradles my hand to her chest. I try not to focus on the way my knuckles lightly graze her breast. My hand is bandaged too, I had grabbed one of the blades in them…

“Zaia, what is it? Answer me.”

I could pull her closer, but I’m barely managing to stay upright as she so obviously

softly. “Do I need to command you, or will

only to make the dress slip to

the future Alpha of the Crystal Shadow Pack.” She says proudly. “Respect

it, she’s worked hard, and that is a title she is worthy

slightly, and she tilts her head. ”

be?” I ask, but as the words leave my lips, I realise what it means. It means that

mind.” She brushes it aside, running her other hand through

I ask sharply. She looks up at me hesitantly, nibbling on her bottom lip, and shrugs. “I don’t know. I was under the impression you

approval. That’s exactly what I want and, using all

me to beg

eyes and pushes me firmly back onto the pillows, making me groan slightly. “Careful I’m injured,” I complain and she looks at me, unimpressed

was just going to remind

a deep breath, hook

a moment my vision darkens, and white spots cloud my vision as I clench my jaw. My head drops back

doing?” She gets up, cupping my face, “Bastien? No… please…” she whispers, and I want to force my eyes open. I

being injured isn’t so bad… I could take

open an eyelid and

thighs clamped on both sides

“Then let’s get back to the conversation, Zaia. You haven’t told me why you have the Blood Born symbol all over your body.” I say breathlessly. I

like that her face falls and I can sense

makes. sense or not, just let it out,” I say, caressing her

lip as I feel her press her thighs together, and I resist a smirk.

says pointedly. I smirk

and I plan to use

far too cocky.” She remarks before her expression becomes serious and she

her to continue, wondering what exactly has

is what I’ve heard from others, who knows how much of it is the truth, I don’t trust anyone, and it’s been such a long night I can’t even focus.” She frowns. But the trouble I can sense in her

continue. “The Blood Born form two triquetras. Two sets of three, both who have separate aims to fix things. Each Blood Born stands for one of the points of the Triquetra. The Sublime Triquetra stands for Redemption, Repercussion and Retribution, their aim is to bring our

stands for Revenge, Rebirth and Retribution

five Blood Born, I am Retribution… which means whichever side I choose, I am the vital point that both side needs as I’ll form

they are after you “I muse, feeling uneasy now. She nods, sighing softly. “Atticus is Blood Born and

I frown. “Can we trust anything he says?” I ask, cocking a brow. She looks up. “He has the mark of the Blood

isn’t from the other side?” I ask sharply. I don’t trust that

to think with a clear mind. He could be lying, he could be trying to trick me, I honestly don’t know, but he said what

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